Quotes About Adulthood

En vérité, c'est si difficile d'entrer dans le monde adulte quand toutes les routes conduisent aux mêmes frontières, quand le ciel est si lointain, que les arbres n'ont plus d'yeux et que les majestueuses rivières sont recouvertes de plaques de ciment gris, que les animaux ne parlent plus et que les hommes eux-mêmes ont perdu leurs signes.»

Finally sixteen and the moment like a hand holding me out to the world.

Before the world as they knew it ended, they stepped out in heels with straightening-comb burns on their ears, gartered stockings, and lipstick for the first time.

My brother drove me to the subway, kissed my forehead, and hugged me hard. When had he become a man? For so long, he had been my little brother, sweet and solemn, his eyes open wide to the world. Now, behind small wire-rimmed glasses, he looked like a figure out of history. Malcolm maybe. Or Stokely.

Only children entertain the fantasy that adults know how and why everything works. Being an adult is accepting the not knowing.

I had been a girl of whom certain things were expected, none of them too bad: a career as a nurse, for example; a sense of duty to my parents; obedience to the law and worship of convention. But in one year of being away from home, that girl had gone out of existence.

Terminó la niñez y caí en el mundo.

What I'm saying is, a lot of boys don't bother growing into men, because they don't have to--their bodies have already done it and it turns out that's all anybody requires.

A lot of days I'm fine, but there are days where I'm convinced this is all crazy and I'm crazy and I can't believe I'm muddling through it. I'm still waiting to grow up, ariishir.

There are middle-aged children who spend a part of every day thinking of their college or their war, but the ones who grow up to be men do not have this plaintive need for a flavor of past importance, and Callowell was one of these.

There are middle-aged children who spend a part of every day thinking of their college or their war, but the ones who grow up to be men do not have this plaintive need for a flavor of past importance

Many feelings and behaviors are no doubt left over from childhood. Children feel weak and vulnerable; they are dependent, and they feel that dependency strongly; they don't think much of themselves; they have a constant need for approval; they are very prone to anxiety and quick to anger. They have no patience. To a degree, we all continue to generate some of those feelings unconsciously right on into adulthood. What varies from person

Even as a grown-up, I love pretending to be a grown-up.

When you live in New York or any big city, it is easy to fail at growing up. The city is designed to keep you in a state of perpetual adolescence.

Single people who don't get pets in their twenties have to do other things to pretend they are grown-ups, like get married.

Kids are perfect people till grownups get their hands on them.

Grown-ups shouldn't finish books they're not enjoying. When you're no longer a child, and you no longer live at home, you don't have to finish everything on your plate. One reward of leaving school is that you don't have to finish books you don't like.

Ambition robs you of your childhood. The moment you want to become an adult—in any way—something in your childhood dies.

Don't grown-ups ever get over things?

Schoolmasters and parents exist to be grown out of.

Schooling is a manufacturing process whereby the raw material called curious boys is turned into products called obedient men.

Last words when sending our boy to college: "If there's anything you want call us and we'll show you how to live without it."

We didn't feel so good when we took our son to college and saw a sign on the liquor store - Back to School Sale.

"Do you think your boy will forget all he learned in college?" "I hope so. He can't make a living drinking."